Night falls.

Bonfires lit up on the beach by the sea, and the aroma of barbecued meat filled the air, along with the sound of laughter.

In order to welcome the return of the lord, Eagle's Beak Island held a grand bonfire dinner.

Of course, there was not so much etiquette to talk about, everyone was very casual, eating meat, drinking wine, and listening to the guards who followed the lord out to tell what they had seen and heard along the way.

Samwell and Petyr Berry walked side by side on the beach, chatting.

"It's a lot like my territory, it's all by the sea, and it's all rocky." "However, the Trembling Sea is not as gentle as the Summer Sea. ”

"I've never seen the Trembling Sea, and I'd love to see it."

"I'm afraid you'll regret it when you see it." Petyr laughed, "In the depths of the trembling sea, it is said that innumerable ice giants live, who dance day and night, and set off terrible storms and waves that are enough to engulf any ship. ”

"Ice giants? I remember seeing an ice dragon from a book. ”

"Maybe both." Petyr shrugged and suddenly changed the subject, "Sam, do you know why I came to Hawksbill Island in person?" ”

Here it comes!

Samwell's heart tightened, knowing that the real drama was coming.

Petyr Berish, the biggest conspirator of Game of Thrones, would not have come to such a remote place as the Crimson Mountains just to see a silver mine.

He must have had something in mind.

Samwell wasn't too nervous, though.

After all, he knew the true face and code of conduct of the charismatic and charismatic Chancellor of the Kingdom.

This man is bent on disrupting the continent of Westeros, so that a small nobleman like him from a humble background can have a chance to climb up.

Moreover, as a high-end player of Game of Thrones, Petyr is the best at hiding his purpose, and for this he will even do things that do not seem to do him any good, so that no one will look at him with suspicion.

He can also calmly hide in dark corners, using lies and scheming to manipulate those "protagonists" in the center of the stage to fight and fight.

"Honestly, Lord Baesh, I'm surprised you're here in person." Samwell said honestly.

Petyr stopped and looked sideways at Samwell:

"I actually wanted to see you personally, Sir Caesar."

"See me?"

"Yes. I see in you the shadow of my youth. Petyr's gaze made no secret of appreciation, "Although you are from a better background than me, you are not loved by your father, and everything in the Horn Tomb has nothing to do with you." So, like when I was young, I was almost nothing, and I was despised by everyone.

But like me, you refuse to give in to fate.

I took the position of tax collector of Seagull Town from Duke Jon and increased the town's tax revenue tenfold in three years. You, on the other hand, received a development order from the Duke of Metz, carved out a territory in the depths of the Crimson Mountains, and obtained the allegiance of tens of thousands of savages.

So, don't look at the fact that you haven't even built a castle yet, but I'm sure that one day, you'll surprise all of Westeros too. ”

It has to be said that Petyr's words are extremely inflammatory, and with his subdued and frustrated tone, it can make anyone's blood boil after listening to it.

Not to mention, this person is still a big man in a high position, and in the face of such praise, no young man can hold it.

It's a pity that this "imitation bird" met Samwell, no matter how good he sang, but in Samwell's ears, it was all the devil's whisper.

What are the consequences of listening to Petyr Berish?

Just look at the fate of Eddard Stark, Duke of the North.

"You think too highly of me, Lord Baesh." Samwell put on a look of humility that was obviously excited, but still trying to remain humble.

"My eyes have never seen the wrong person." Petyr smiled, "Moreover, I have always been willing to help the young heroes of the kingdom in any way I can to accelerate their growth. ”

"You're such a generous elder!" Samwell sends a sycophant, wondering what the alleged help will be.

Petyr took a step closer, reached out and pressed Samwell's shoulder, his voice lowered, and said:

"I know how difficult it is to carve out a barren land like the Crimson Mountains, and you must be in dire need of money now that you have so many people to feed you now......

Hearing this, Samwell suddenly wondered - could it be that the Iron Throne would still pay to subsidize the Pioneer Lord?

Is there such a good thing?

But then Petyr's words explained his doubts, and also shocked him.

"This silver mine is dispensable to the kingdom, but it is of paramount importance to you. That's why I'm here in person, and I'll leave a trusted person on Eagle's Beak Island to help supervise the casting of the silver deer. ”

Having said that, how could Samwell not understand the implicit meaning of Petyr's words.

This guy actually hinted that he could make fake accounts!

As long as he keeps a part of the silver deer privately, the taxes and fees he needs to pay to the royal family will be greatly reduced.

Petyr looked at Samwell's stunned expression, and knew that the other party understood what he meant, so he smiled again and said:

I know it may not be so glamorous, but believe me, instead of harming the interests of the Kingdom, it is an enhancement. Our Majesty is not a thrifty man, so rather than let him squander the money, it would be better to leave it to you to expand the kingdom. ”

What a high-sounding reason.

Samwell lowered his head, as if caught in a fierce battle of ideas.

But in fact, he was thinking about Petyr Berish's true purpose.

The other party is definitely not really thinking about the country.

This guy wishes the country was in chaos.

Petyr probably saw the real reason why Lady Olenna had sent him to Eagle's Beak Island to open up, so he decided to add fuel to the fire.

The better the development of Hawksbill Island, the greater the probability that Riverbend will make a move on Dorne.

As long as the two sides fight, it will give a conspirator like Petyr a chance to take advantage of the fire.

That should be his real purpose.

Although he had a good idea of Petyr's true motives, Samwell found that he had no reason to refuse.

Wouldn't it be beneficial for him to intercept a part of the silver deer?

Although Petyr's move contains evil intentions, the benefits are real.

As for whether this would hasten the war between Riverbend and Dorne, he felt that there was no need to worry at all.

After all, he knew that it wouldn't be long before the situation in King's Landing would deteriorate first, and King Robert would hang up, and when the time came, Westeros would be a battle for the stars, and where would anyone pay attention to a pioneer in the horns of the Crimson Mountains.

Of course, to be on the safe side, Sam Will knew he couldn't keep the money he had hidden.

Otherwise, what if "Littlefinger" uses this as a trick to control him in the future?

So, after some "difficult" struggle, Samwell spoke:

"Lord Baesh, you have a point. In addition, I am willing to give you a part of the silver deer, after all, a big man like you who is dedicated to the country will definitely have a place where you need money. ”

Petyr gave Samwell a deep look and a satisfied smile, as if his purpose was to get the benefit:

"Yes."